GT3

Lyrics

[Intro] Glory (Ahh) (Damn, Damn) (Damn, Damn) (Damn, Damn) (Damn, Damn) [Chorus] Brand new Porsche, a GT3 Living my life like GTA We hit his chest with a ARP Shots to his head, it give him a fade Bitch it's lil Blu, I get paid Everyday I'm looking for the pint Everyday I'm pouring up my pay Bitch it's everyday with the gang [Verse] Think I'm tripping I'm dreaming on stage Too much gas in my lungs I'm ashamed Started to forget where I came from Bad hoe wanna break some Got some friends, baby break some I deserve it, gotta rain once Jamaican I pull on that ting once In LA gotta roll up that pink runtz Why you wanna diss on the gang woah [?] got Glocks what you thinking? 762 and the 556 gon' hit your eye no blinking Feel like slump 'cause I need me the Lincolns Bad hoe, but she into drinking Bitch I'm everday I'm paper stacking That hoe wanna diss on me like, "what you thinking?" Hit the trap my niggas be drinking Pick up the cup goddamn almost sinking I'm the GOAT lil baby let that sink in Haah! I need my loot I need my food Lil bitch she bad, and she got attitude Yeah I got bucks, so I dropped out of school Mama get mad I don't follow no rules Step in your function, know I got a tool If he run up then he touching the sky Lost a couple friends, couple ties But it's still all love with my guys We catch a opp we do that by surprise No baking soda we catch up like fries Rat to the cops, 'cause they sing lullaby I pop a perk now I feel like a fry [Chorus] Brand new Porsche, a GT3 Living my life like GTA We hit his chest with a ARP Shots to his head, it give him a fade Bitch it's lil Blu, I get paid Everyday I'm looking for the pint Everyday I'm pouring up my pay Bitch it's everyday with the gang